According to Jing Rong, it is very difficult for a soul who has died in a foreign land to return to his former hometown.

Of course, because there are many people who can't rest in a foreign land, they slowly turn into resentful spirits. Like this hand, he probably desperately wanted to return to China, so there was no way to rest in peace. Because he doesn't have too much resentment towards the world, his strength should come from the obsession of going home.

I just glanced at that hand, and he seemed excited, probably because he was about to return to his hometown.

It's always nice to do good, especially when the scenery changes.

"Sir, could you please sign it?"

When the plane went up, a little girl came over and looked at the scene with a pen and a magazine. I just saw the noise of the photo with the scene, he is really too handsome on it? Half-long hair, lightly picked, with a cold face, those eyes looking into the distance, as if revealing a kind of lonely coldness. The clothes on his body looked very well-dressed, white shirt, black casual clothes, and his hands in his pockets just stood calmly. But just standing, it is impossible to ignore his temperament of looking at the world.

So handsome......

Suddenly I could understand the little girl's idea of coming to him for an autograph, and I really wanted to ask him for an autograph

In fact, that little girl is older than me, but she is dressed very young, wearing a pink rabbit costume, which makes her whole person look more youthful and lively. I thought that Jing Rong should have taken the magazine in her hand very quickly at this time, and then signed her name.

It's a pity that he just glanced at the little girl and said in an extremely indifferent tone: "I have no such obligation. ”

The little girl was struck, and seemed to feel a little embarrassed, and her face was red and white for a while, and she quietly walked back and sat down.

I pushed Jing Rong and said, "Why don't you sign for her." ”

"I have no such obligation."

"Uh, okay."

This sentence is so choking, for Jing Rong, he took pictures just to save money to support his family. I don't want to be famous like other celebrities, I want to become more famous. He just saved up money, and if they didn't shoot they would do other work, he didn't linger at all.

So, he really doesn't need to please anyone, just do his own thing.

This is Jingrong, it seems that he always has a sense of distance from other people, maintains alienation, and maintains that he is not violated by others and does not care about the behavior of others.

There is no way, a person who has not been in contact with people for more than a thousand years, you expect him to be hot with everyone in a short period of time, it is almost impossible. I'm at ease with what happened, and I'm just a little distressed about such a scene.

He had been deceived, wounded, and struggled, all of whom were his relatives, but in the end he was taken to that tomb where he bled to death. At that time, no one knows how desperate he was in his heart, but all of this can affect his current way of dealing with people, and it is good to be able to return to the way he is now, at least I think so. At least, he's taking the initiative to help people, uh no, to help a ghost return home.

Japan is not far from China, a few hours by plane. It was already afternoon when we arrived.

Jing Rong had already booked a hotel, and after getting off the plane, the taxi driver chatted skillfully. I almost have a feeling that my ears are going to fall off, although it is not too round, but there is no problem with communication at all, I don't know how he practiced.

He dropped me off at the hotel, then took a shower and rested before dinner. The real trip is tomorrow, so he wants to take advantage of this time to send that hand home, and then help him send things to his girlfriend by the way, and come back when everything is taken care of, and tomorrow we can go out and play without worry.

Of course I agreed, and I said yes and lay down in bed and didn't want to get up.

Jing Rong touched my head and went out, while I slept comfortably on the large water bed in this honeymoon suite.

Actually, I just blamed the extravagance of the scenery, but then I heard that it was ordered by Li Yuanheng. I think he must not have thought that I was pregnant at the time, so he ordered this big waterbed, but unfortunately, his son was cheap, so he could only watch it but not eat it.

Maybe I slept too comfortably on the waterbed, or maybe I slept on the plane for more than an hour, and I woke up after a while. I washed my face, and then I felt bored and wanted to go out for a walk. Took my phone and bag and walked out of the hotel. Actually, I didn't want to go far, and I didn't feel too much about being in a foreign country because I was all Asian, so I walked on a clean road, watching the cherry blossoms on both sides of the road floating under the street lamps, and it was really emotional.

However, there are not many cherry blossoms around the hotel, and there are not many people, so I walked around to a vending machine. I happened to be thirsty, so I bought a bottle of water and rested there. The front of the house has already changed coins, and I think he is really careful.

Suddenly, really just suddenly, I was scared to move forward with a tom from my back, and then looked at a man in black lying on a flattened vending machine, blood running down his hands. And he was carrying a bag in his hand, which was still clenched tightly even when he jumped down.

I screamed in fright, and was about to call the police or something, but I saw a white figure appear next to the vending machine, he yelled at me in Japanese, and I said blankly: "I'm sorry, I'm Chinese." ”

The newly dead ghost turned out to be able to understand Chinese, and he pointed to the black leather case and said, "Miss, please take the bag, it contains life-saving money, and they want to snatch it." ”

"What?" Someone else to grab? When I looked up, I saw that there were a few people rushing down upstairs, and the man hurriedly said, "Please help, take your bag and go to the No. 6 chair in Ueno Park, here is the same ransom, if you don't go again, one life will disappear immediately, please." ”

The man seemed to be in a hurry, and knelt down in front of me. And said, "I know that I am dead, but the president has been kind to me, and I must repay him." ”

I don't think the ghost had any need to panic at me, especially since he was worshipping me again. Well, I've been ghosted many times, but it seems like the first time I've asked for help. Especially when I heard that it was a ransom to save my life, I hurriedly picked up my bag and walked towards the road, while a few people chased after me.

I flagged down a taxi, said I was going to Ueno Park, and held up my phone to communicate with the driver using the app. He understood immediately and drove the car very politely.

Ueno Park was still beautiful at night, and when I got out of the car, I was at a loss, and the ghost appeared and knelt there at every intersection, as if waiting to greet me. Yuanyuan, you really gave your mother an amazing physique.

I know I'm a bit nosy, but I can't ignore it when I hear that I can save people, let alone just pay the ransom.

But obviously, I was thinking too simply. When I got there, there were no people who came to take the ransom, except for the beautiful cherry blossoms, and tourists walking back and forth. The newly dead ghost continued to kneel on the ground and confessed: "It's me who I'm sorry for the president and can't help him save Miss." ”

I sat in my chair panting, feeling like I had really come for nothing. I was just thinking about calling Jing Rong to ask him not to worry or to pick me up, when suddenly I felt a hand reach out.

"Hmm......" I softened as soon as I struggled, because there was a pungent smell of medicine on the handkerchief on that hand, which should be a drug. I didn't dare to struggle too much, because the more I struggled, the more I inhaled. And the constraints on me are still there, and what they want to do to me will always be retributed. So, I wasn't too scared, and fainted softly. In fact, I was right, because I didn't struggle too much, so I woke up as soon as I arrived at the location.

It seemed to be a shipping container, surrounded by cargo, pitch black, with only a little light in the distance. I opened my eyes in a daze, looking at the light, and then I saw three men. None of them were dressed, and they seemed to be doing something around a wooden bed that wasn't too big.

I'm kind of a passer, so when I came to my senses, I broke out in a cold sweat.